I do remember a dog sticker from my crib. I know this because when I was 10, I visited a faraway aunt and asked my dad about the sticker on their bathroom wall. "I have seen this one before! Where did I see it?" He said they both bought a sticker pack when I was just born, and she put it in her bathroom and he put it on my bed.

I remember an absurd amount of things from 3 onwards, like not liking it how I was occasionally the last one to be picked up from Kindergarten, or that there were two parallel glass tunnels connecting buildings in my kindergarten, and I always wondered how to get to the other one (it was just for staff).

I do remember the first time I got brought to kindergarten, and how later I wished to go on my own and my mother was against it.

I do remember being told by my dad that I will lose most of my memories of this age, and it made me sad: how can I just erase all these wonderful memories of my friends and all the toys and things we have here? I wished for my last birthday, as I was turning towards 6, be remembered by me like it is, for the rest of my life.

I remember the way to my kindergarten from the flat we lived in, I remember the layout of the place, I remember a lot of the toys, I remember a climbing rack, I remember the carpets and other floor covering, I remember every room, including the long table they set up for birthdays with you sitting on one end.

All rooms are empty of people. I don't remember a single face.

I told my mom about it decades ago, and she said there was a clown that jumped over the fence. Then I spent the rest of the party running around the house holding the balloons.

If there was a helicopter in the movie, then we can confidently exclude Saving Private Ryan.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prenatal_and_perinatal_psychol...

> It may have to do with some of the rough emotional stuff

There is a strong pressure to censor this.

If kids remember, we could not do surgeries without anastesia on new borns, and could not marinate open wound in filthy diapers!